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Which Way

On this quiet and gentle winter morning of February 20 at 7:20, I watched my front porch fan-blades being slowly moved by the wind which pushed the blades in a counter-clockwise direction. In a very mild wind-flow, the velocity changed back and forth and occasionally stopped briefly as if needing a moment to decide, only to start up again in the same direction. Some weeks ago, I observed this phenomenon and noted that the fan blade completely stopped briefly and changed directions. However, it seemed clear then and now that there is a preference to a counter-clockwise direction. I tell you, this fan- blades observing has caused me pause I am now compelled to ponder my way forward in a gentle God-based flow of spiritual wind and pursue a course with a consistency of direction

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